Guarding The Dungeon For Eighty Years, Born Invincible

"It turns out that you, Ning Jiexiu, are also a Martial Dao."

Qian Jin gritted his teeth and said.

Then, he was going to say a few soft words to expose today's conflict.

After all, his special hobby is to bully the Common people who are not as qualified as Martial Dao.

Facing Ning Jiexiu, who is also the pride of Martial Dao, Qian Jin did not want to offend.

"Ning Jiexiu, today's conflict is just a misunderstanding, you..."

Before Qian Jin could finish his soft words, he was directly interrupted by Ning Jiexiu's words.

"Hehe, you kicked me just now, now, I will pay you back!"

Ning Jiexiu's face was extremely cold.

Even if Qian Jin wants to be soft and make peace, he will not let Qian Jin go.

After all, if he didn't activate the new function of the proficiency panel and didn't get the reward of 500 proficiency, then his Realm Cultivation Base was still the second layer of the golden bell.

As for the second layer of the golden bell cover, facing Qian Jin's attack just now, he would definitely end up with a broken leg and a disabled person.

"call out!"

Ning Jiexiu's foot kicked heavily towards Qian Jin's thigh in front of him amidst the extremely violent sound of breaking wind.

Facing Ning Jiexiu's sudden attack, Qian Jin, who was close at hand, had no time to react, and didn't even have a chance to dodge.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, suddenly resounded in the room, Ning Jiexiu's powerful and heavy leg kicked Qian Jin's knee hard.

"Crack!"

Under Ning Jiexiu's attack, Qian Jin's hard knee was crushed into powder in an instant like that fragile soft tofu.

"ah!"

Qian Jin, whose leg was kicked off, held his shattered knee and let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"It hurts me to death!"

The incomparably severe pain caused Deqian Jin's muscular face to become distorted.

"This is your kick."

"There is another kick. I think you are unhappy with money, so I want to kick you!"

Seeing Qian Jin rolling all over the floor in pain, Ning Jiexiu didn't intend to just let him go.

After the voice fell, Ning Jiexiu's foot kicked Qian Jin's other intact leg again.

"Crack!"

This merciless kick directly broke Qian Jin's other leg.

At this moment, Qian Jin is already a disabled person with his legs crippled.

"Hehe, Qian Jin, remember my name, Ning Jiexiu, in my eyes, any so-called Martial Dao Tianjiao, any so-called unborn genius, can be beaten with one blow."

After crippling Qian Jin's legs, Ning Jiexiu turned and left the room, and walked to the dark alley leading to the demon prisoner.

And the students in the room, at this moment, were immersed in the shock brought by Ning Jiexiu, and they didn't recover for a long time.

In the next second, the sound of gasping for air continued to resound in the room.

"hiss!"

"It turns out that Ning Jiexiu, who has always been ordinary, is actually a hidden Martial Dao Tianjiao. His Cultivation Base has already reached the third floor."

"Yes, Qian Jin, who was praised by many instructors, couldn't even resist under Ning Jiexiu's attack, and his two legs were broken directly."

"We were all wrong, we all underestimated Ning Jiexiu."

"Oh, Ning Jiexiu is too good at hiding. I guess, even the instructors in the rookie training camp are kept in the dark by Ning Jiexiu."

Just when these students lamented that Ning Jiexiu was the pride of Martial Dao, the door of the room was opened.

The jailer who had left earlier entered the room again.

The jailer glanced at Qian Jin who was howling on the ground, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and said loudly:

"Qian Jin, in Fumosi's rookie training camp for more than a year, he bullied the students many times and collected protection fees indiscriminately. Now, we will expel Qian Jin from Fumosi."

"You rookie students, quickly choose a cell and execute the monsters in the cell."

As soon as the words fell, the jailer grabbed the dazed Qian Jin and strode out of the room.

And the other students didn't dare to waste time.

Immediately, they walked into the passage one after another, began to choose cells, and killed the demons and ghosts imprisoned in the cells.

. . . . . .

Ning Jiexiu, who came to the passage, did not immediately enter the room to kill the monsters, but turned his own gaze to the proficiency panel in front of him.

Name: Ning Jiexiu.

Cultivation Technique: The third layer of the Admiralty (211/400)

Martial Skill: Nine Sun Fist Tier 4 (499/800)

All-around proficiency: 100 points.

"I still have one hundred points of all-around proficiency left."

"The previous 400 points of all-round proficiency are all added to the golden bell cover."

"The remaining 100 points of proficiency can be added to Jiuyangquan."

Ning Jiexiu's thoughts turned.

"boom!"

In the next second, Ning Jiexiu seemed to see himself in the courtyard, practicing Jiuyangquan hard.

In this courtyard, Ning Jiexiu practiced hard for more than three months.

And these more than three months of hard work have greatly improved the power of Qi and blood in Ning Jiexiu's body.